The solar terms with the highest probability appear in ancient folk poems.
For example:
Qingming Festival
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Mu
Original text:
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
Qingming Festival
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Wang Yucheng
Original text:
I have lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day without flowers and wine. Like a monk in a temple, everything is depressing and lonely for me.
Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.
Qingming Festival
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Huang Tingjian
Original text:
Every holiday season, I miss my relatives, peaches and plums smile, and the Noda wilderness is only sad.
Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain.
It's unfair for people to sacrifice my arrogant concubine and wife, but it's unfair to burn them.
A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.
Qingming is the most important.
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Meng Haoran
Original text:
Beijing is the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day, and people naturally begin to feel sad and nostalgic. The carriage creaked on the road, and the outskirts of Liucheng were lush.
Flowers bloom, grass grows and birds fly in pairs. Sitting in the empty lobby, reminiscing about the past, drinking tea instead of drinking.
The Qingming of Queta
Dynasty: Five Dynasties
Author: Feng Yansi
Original text:
Six songs lean against the green trees, the willow wind is light, and the golden glow is exhibited. Who moved the cymbal Zheng to the jade pillar? The petrel through the curtain flew away in horror.
Eyes full of gossamer catkins, when red apricots bloom, it will be sunny and rainy for a while. Sleeping soundlessly, dreaming in a daze, nowhere to be found?
Santai Qingming Sakura
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Yong
Original text:
At the beginning, I saw pear blossoms with jathyapple, and Haitang half contained morning rain. In Yuan Chun, I couldn't help crossing Qingmen, starting from Yugou and diving over Nanpu. The east wind is quiet, and the willow is dark. Looking at the phoenix is neither smoke nor fog. In good times, the ruling and opposition parties are more happy, full of wine and ink, and peaceful flute and drum.
At first glance, the warbler sounds intermittently and swallows fly around. Near the green water, the platform reflects the swing, the grass fights together, and two women swim. The fragrance is more fragrant and the wine is cooler. Will secretly know, Yao Tao Zhu Hu. At night, BMW carved saddles, got drunk and spent a lot of money.
Light and cold, light and warm, half cloudy and half sunny. It's time to try on new makeup. It's good to be three years old in China. Look at the Qingming Festival and spread the torch in the Han Palace. Scatter green smoke and fly into Huaifu. Gather soldiers and guards, open the door, live and preach, and have a rest.
Toona sinensis jathyapple Jin Qingming
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Huang Xiaomai
Original text:
Near Qingming. The soul disappeared in the branches of the bluebird. It's a pity that a serenade is given to dusk. Want to * * * Liu Hua low v, afraid of Liu Hua frivolous, don't know how to hurt the spring. Miss Chu Xiang, stay at home and be gentle. Who are you gentle with?
Empty bottles cry at night, the green hills are silent, and the waning moon is the door. In front of Yulou, there is only a wave of Xiang water, swaying Xiang clouds. Dream is short, when to ask, see peach root again. This time, for the first time in the world, there is no parallel knife, which cuts the mark of sadness in my heart.
Begonia spring is not clear, endowed with begonia.
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Janice
Original text:
In the afternoon, Haitang Pavilion was covered with rain. Then a soldier's pay, rouge vomit. When you are old, you cherish the flower heart, but you are speechless with flowers.
Feather book Wan Li flies everywhere. Report a sweep, foxes and rabbits dancing. Jinzhuo ancient river head, the flying scenery remains the same.
Qingming night
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Bai Juyi
Original text:
At night in Tomb-Sweeping Day, the breeze is blowing gently and the moonlight is hazy. The railing made of jasper and the wall made of red bricks are the residence of the governor.
Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers.
Three Offences in Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Wu Wenying
Original text:
Shame, blush and hate, the evening breeze has not fallen, and the embroidery worker is a little heavier. The old embankment is divided into swallowtails, osmanthus trees are light gulls, and Baole leans on the residual clouds. Endless resentment towards the blue, gradually entered the road, fairy pier maze. Intestines diffuse back, see you every other flower, back is Chu waist.
Wandering around. The title door is melancholy, and the quiet period is difficult to count. I also began to feel and miss love, broadband because of spring. Things in the Ming Dynasty were lonely and cold, which made the lake full of troubles and worries. Dai Shan, the dust wave is green and there is no trace.